The Sweet Husband

Johnny and the Dimes

We have had a kind of miracle day here at the home of the disturbed, but loveable.

My brother in law Johnny married my sister LaJeanne in January of 1947, and I was born the following December, the brat sister of 3 adult siblings and 3 younger, still at home siblings.

We have always been close, and after the sweet husband and I married, he became close with them as well. It would actually be hard NOT to be close to Johnny, he was just that sweet, patient man that everyone likes and wants to call friend.

When they had only been married a couple of years, Johnny wanted to go deer hunting but he didn't have a deer rifle, so LaJeanne saved her dimes and had enough to buy him his first 30-06 that year for Christmas.

After he passed, when she would start to become stressed about anything, dimes would start appearing in places that they just shouldn't have been. She would find one on the floor, then when she went to get in the car there was one wedged in the keyring of her car keys. She was really upset this past week about some issues and has found dimes all over the house.

She always said that was Johnny, telling her to chill out, everything was going to be ok. Exactly what he told her when he was alive, and when he and the sweet husband started hunting together, exactly what he would tell him when things started to go wrong.

My son-in-law,daughter and granddaughter stop at her house when they are coming over here and help her with anything that needs to be done, she talks to Heavan while Brandi and Jake work on the house or whatever else it is she needs. Today she told Heavan about the dimes, and how comforting it was to her to believe that Johnny was still there taking care of her.

A few weeks ago, my daughter, who owed us money, said that she brought it by the house and gave it to her dad. Big problem arose because her dad didn't get any money from her.

It had gotten to the point of getting really ugly, and finally today, when they finally came down here,  I made them both sit down and I told her, Do not make any statements other than yes or no, period. Do you believe that your dad would get money from you on a loan and then tell you he didn't get it. She started with how she paid it, I said, shut up, yes or no is all that is required, do you believe you gave your dad the money and he is lying and saying you didn't?  Well, no, he wouldn't do that. BUT, again, I said hush.
I look at him, and say ok, big boy it's your turn, do you believe she would come in her and say she paid you if she didn't believe she paid you? His reply, I think she believes she paid me, I am just telling you I never got the money.

Then I tell them, ok, the ugliness can stop, nobody thinks the other one is a liar or a thief, the money has to be somewhere.

Heavan walks over to her Poppys chair and picks up a dime off the floor, from under the foot rest on his recliner and says, Poppy, you dropped a dime. Then she turned around and looked at me, and got down flat of her back on the floor and scooted up under his recliner, in a minute she says mom, get me a pair of tweezers. As she pulls out a white envelope holding 3 one hundred dollar bills and one dime, the daughter and her dad both had tears in their eyes.Apparently, he was asleep when she brought it in and she laid it on the arm of his recliner and it fell down and hung in the side of it. We had lifted it and looked under it, but old people don't get on the floor and look up, cause if we do, looking up is all we will be able to do, getting up is entirely different!